*The City*(un-edited)

What is it like
To live in a city
Where no one knows your name
A land I thought
Would change my life
Would take away the pain
But these highways, backstreets, numbered roads
These high rises, back alleys, and numbered homes
They are covered in blood
They are drenched in pain
I can feel this city breath
I can hear its heart beating
The faces, they hide from each other
Like children in love
What face is this
A face I know so well
Whose memories are these
Memories that rush into my head without the pain
Where are you, where have you gone
You should be here
In this city
The city that saves me
The city I love
The city I live in
And in the city I trust